Thugstyle

"Thug Style"

Fuck 2Pac that nigga ain't shit

That nigga ain't from muhfuckin' New York

That nigga be out there with them Cali niggas

Yo, nigga man, fuck Pac, that nigga West Coast

That fucker that always with them New York niggas

Seen them with that nigga, man, that nigga ain't from the West Coast

I got my Hennessey, find ya foes

In a room full of niggas tryin' to hide ya hoes

I'm getting high off Buddha, 'cause the times be slow

I keep my mind on dough, you never find me broke

And who me, a nigga livin' life like a G

In that artillery, keepin' niggas off of me

I can't sleep living in these wicked times

Peep, niggas after me 'cause they see I'm stacking G's and heat

You can holler if you want to please

I ain't runnin' with no punk crew bleed

Enemies and my range is on, you're in the danger zone

My fuckin' game is strong

Hotline you suckas better find ya mind

I got mine from hustling and busting them rhymes

To my niggas up in Quentin down on Riker's Isle

Stay rile but a nigga gotta use his styles

These niggas don't know my style

Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child

Try to put me in the courts but my force was wild

Bitchmade ass niggas don't know my style,

These niggas don't know my style

Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child

Try to put me in the courts but my force was wild

Bitchmade ass niggas don't know my style

I could be wrong but I never got along with cops

It's like they stuck from making niggas duck from Glocks

And all the time my mind's full of thoughts of ends

I'm still rolling my bucket but I bought me a Benz

My fake friends say they love me but I know they lie

'Cause in the dark see they hearts' full of homicide

My mama cried when they took me off to jail

Only me inside the cell, straight locked up in this hell

I hear some sucka screaming like the demon's inside

Will 'em awake in the morning, only the strong survive

I cry but in my own way, swallow my pride

Pick a reason to hide from all the niggas that die

Cemetery full of brothers I buried, it's going down

Even now I wonder will I still be around

My hometown is the gutter, I was born a wild

I came up out this dust with my heartless style

These niggas don't know my style

Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child

Try to put me in the courts but my force was wild

Bitchmade ass niggas don't know my style

These, niggas don't know my style

Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child

Try to put me in the court but my force was wild

Bitchmade ass niggas don't know my style

I remember, uptown, huh, got to get to listenin' to Mr. Magic

Cuttin' up the hits and even though I had habit

Makin' words rhyme, I was caught up in the madness

Juvenile Thugs come on, I tell the whole story nothin' but truth

Halloween throwin' eggs from the project roofs

And Pete and Lee young G's with a gift of gab

And tryin' to hook up with the hookers

Who was quick to stab, remember mama's cooking

No school straight hookin' and tryin' to get with light skinned

'Cause she good looking

And jumpin' over turnstiles 'cause we ain't paying

Call the cuties cuss words but we only playing

I'm prayin' I can get a buck no luck

I had to move around a lot, 'cause my moms was stuck

I had family but I was way too wild

Had to move to the West to regain my style

These niggas don't know my style

Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child

Try to put me in the courts but my force was wild

Bitchmade ass niggas don't know my style

Scream, niggas don't know my style

Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child

Try to put me in the court but my force was wild

Bitchmade ass niggas don't know my style

I scream, niggas don't know my style

Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child

Try to put me in the courts but my force was wild

Bitchmade ass niggas don't know my style

These niggas don't know my style

Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child

Try to put me in the court but my force was wild

Bitchmade ass niggas don't know my style

These niggas don't know my style

by og